It's strange how blurred the lines can get
How you went from I love you to fuck you
Then to I need you, be mine then back to hatred
You planted seeds of doubt in your own heart
And grew mistrust in the fields of our love
You nurtured and watered it with insecurity and fear
Then ate it's bitter fruit of hatred with little hesitation
Now you're stuck between a rock and a hard place
The love you thought you had is shriveling up
Like roses in the winter, it's dying and falling apart
There's no more freshness and wonderous aroma in our home
The vines of supposed deceit twisted around your heart
Intertwining lie and truth till you couldn't tell them apart
Third parties pruned the last bits of hope you had left
Making your soul fertile with lies and carefully snipped truths
Now you're stuck between a rock and a hard place
There's no more freshness and wonderous aroma in our house
Love has been ripped out root and stem.

© Ayabonga.Xulu